Early the next morning, as soon as Su Li woke up from bed and was about to get out of bed, he was grabbed by a warm little hand.
Ye Qingcheng seemed to have been awake for a long time. There was no trace of sleepiness in her beautiful eyes. She held Su Li's hand tightly and sounded a soft voice like a nightingale.
"Are you leaving today?"
Su Li nodded and gently rubbed his thumb on the back of Ye Qingcheng's hand.
"Don't worry, my dear wife, I will definitely pay attention to safety."
"Once I finish my work over there, I will go home immediately, okay?"
Ye Qingcheng's lips curved slightly downward, as if to show his unhappiness, his beautiful eyes looked at Su Li quietly, and he whispered softly.
"Although I have long been accustomed to saying goodbye to you from time to time, I still feel sad and reluctant to leave you every time."
Speaking of this, Ye Qingcheng's voice paused.
"Husband, I started missing you before you left."
Seeing the reluctance revealed deep in Ye Qingcheng's pupils, Su Li couldn't help but feel something in her heart.
Just when Su Li was about to speak, Ye Qingcheng's voice continued to sound.
"I don't mean not to let you go. I respect whatever you want to do."
"It's just that it's this time of separation again, and I'm a little sad."
Su Li raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled warmly at Ye Qingcheng.
"I heard that there are many specialties in Jiangnan. I will definitely bring you a big basket when I come back."
Ye Qingcheng forced a smile and responded softly.
"I don't care about any specialties. I just hope you can come back safely!"
…
After a brief farewell, with Ye Qingcheng reluctantly watching him off, Su Li left Yunding Villa and embarked on the road to Jiangnan.
The venue of this unprecedented grand event is located in the misty and rainy Manlou in the south of the Yangtze River, and Jiangnan is a new territory that Su Li has never set foot in.
Jiangnan is also known as the metropolis of practitioners. Because it is located in a remote area in the south, it has an extremely humid climate and belongs to the summer tropical rainforest.
There are no seasonal changes in Jiangnan. It is like spring all year round and is exceptionally warm.
Before going to Jiangnan, Su Li had a brief understanding of it. It was said that the background there was basically polarized from ordinary cities.
Not only is there no order like an ordinary city, but it is also an extra-legal world that cannot be penetrated by the law.
Almost all the citizens living in Jiangnan City are cultivators, but most organizations are composed of lower-level cultivators with low cultivation levels.
These low-level cultivators can be found in the streets and alleys of Jiangnan City, and they often rely on small businesses related to the cultivation world to survive.
Similar to the places Su Li had visited before, the currency commonly used in Jiangnan is also the upper, middle and lower third-class spiritual stones.
Su Li followed the map that Xia Liguo had given him before and headed south.
…
Xuantian Sword Sect.
A white-haired old man took the holy sword, his dark pupils full of shock.
"You mean...only the sword is left, right?"
The middle-aged man standing opposite him bowed very respectfully and responded.
"Yes, the visitor said that he was sent by Mr. Xia from Tianshu Mountain to return our holy sword specifically."
He held the holy sword tightly in his hand, and due to excessive force, his finger joints made a clicking sound, and the vicious sound sounded again.
"People from Tianshu Mountain? What else did he say?"
A strong aura hit him, and the middle-aged man standing opposite the old man staggered to his knees and continued in a trembling voice.
"That person said...Young Master Xuandian challenged the new sect leader at the Martial Temple, and then...then."
"Say it quickly!"
A sharp roar reached his ears, and the middle-aged man slammed his head to the ground, suppressed his trembling body, and continued.
"The young master of Xuandian was defeated. He immediately bled from his seven orifices and died in the Martial Temple!"
After the heavy words fell, the man couldn't bear it anymore. He rolled and crawled to the old man's feet and started crying loudly.
"Woo hoo hoo, Xuandian is my only seedling!"
The middle-aged man lying on the ground crying was none other than Xuan Ye, the first-generation sect leader of the Xuantian Sword Sect.
"Mr. Mo, Xuandian is not only the sole successor of our Xuantian Sword Sect, don't forget, he is also your most beloved disciple who you have carefully trained for more than ten years!"
"According to the report from the people sent by Tianshu Mountain to deliver the swords, it was not only my son Xuandian who died in the Martial Temple, the disciple named Zhang whom you recently trained also died in the hands of Su Li!"
"Blood and flesh are everywhere, but there is no whole body left!"
Hearing the painful wails coming from under his feet, the man known as Mr. Mo raised his eyebrows. It could be vaguely seen that his temples were already bulging, as if he was gritting his teeth to endure it.
"How can a newly founded sect and the leader of a small force dare to be so arrogant!!!"
"I grew up watching Xuan Dian. Ever since he fought a tiger alone at the age of five, I have taken a fancy to his extraordinary character and character. I have worked hard to cultivate him for more than ten years. I regard him as mine.
The descendants of the mantle are here to nurture them!"
Recalling his beloved disciple Xuan Dian, an extremely dark aura lingered around Mo Yuelong, which made Xuan Ye, who was kneeling at his feet, couldn't help but shiver down his spine.
"This new sect leader not only killed my beloved disciple, but also destroyed my more than ten years of hard work!"
"Xuan Ye, what is the name of that sect leader who took advantage of the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard!"
Feeling the anger of this powerful man who had reached the fake elixir realm, Xuan Ye's legs couldn't stop trembling.
"Call me... call me Su Li."
"I heard someone say that Su Li has obtained a ticket to this unprecedented event. He must be on his way to Jiangnan now!"
Hearing Xuan Ye's words, a sinister cold light flashed in Mo Yuelong's dark pupils.
He threw the holy sword in his hand aside, as if he was extremely disdainful of the Xuantian Sword Sect's holy sword.
"good--"
"If he really has the courage to come to this unprecedented event, I will give him a good meeting!"
"The revenge of parricide must not be let go like this!"
The dark aura behind him doubled. Under the influence of this powerful aura, the entire room felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar, and the temperature reached minus degrees Celsius.
"I will definitely avenge my beloved disciple! I will peel off his skin, suck his blood, break his muscles and bones, and destroy his heart!"
"Let his life be worse than death! He will repent at the grave of my beloved disciple forever and ever!!!"
Mo Yuelong's heavy voice cut through the sky, and there were tiny crackling sounds in the air.
…
As soon as he stepped into the boundaries of Jiangnan City, Su Li stopped and admired it.
Compared with prosperous cities like Jiang Province or Kyoto, the entire Jiangnan City gives people a natural beauty.
At a glance, there is lush green everywhere.
Large tracts of willow trees are planted in the boundaries of Jiangnan City. When a spring breeze blows, the slender branches and leaves of the willow trees will float in the wind, dancing enchantingly.
The birds chirped on the branches, forming a peaceful image with nature...